37: Third Senior Sister, confess honestly.

The faint morning light dyed the summit of the Main Peak with a layer of pale gold.

Qin Feng stood there dazed, feeling as if his mind had been stuffed with a tangled mess that could neither be cut nor unraveled.

He never expected that the truth of the matter would be so... ridiculous.

He had always thought he was dancing on the edge of a blade, struggling to survive in the cracks between three women.

As it turned out, had he been on the chessboard of his Revered Master, this top-tier strategist, from the very beginning?

It wasn't that she didn't know, nor was it that she wasn't angry.

Instead, she had already predicted all his actions and had even secretly paved the way for him?

Just because... she couldn't handle it alone?

Qin Feng looked at the Revered Master before him, who was clearly saying the most scandalous things while insisting on maintaining a cold and aloof expression; the bit of guilt and trepidation in his heart instantly vanished.

Replacing it was a sense of absurdity that left him unsure whether to laugh or cry, and a trace of... indescribable excitement.

So, the feeling of being schemed against could actually be like this?

"What are you looking at!"

Zhao Muxue felt uneasy all over from his direct, inquisitive, and playful gaze.

She forced a stern face, trying to use her authority as Revered Master to hide her inner fluster.

"Don't think that just because this seat has given tacit consent, you can do whatever you want!"

Her voice returned to its usual coldness, but her slightly reddened earlobes completely betrayed her.

"That girl Nianming has a weak temperament and is thin-skinned."

"In the future, if you dare to bully her, see if I don't skin you alive!"

These words were spoken with righteous severity.

But to Qin Feng's ears, no matter how he heard it, it sounded like: I've allowed you to eat her, but you have to be gentle when you eat, don't break her.

"Yes, yes, yes, this Disciple understands."

Qin Feng nodded hurriedly, an incredibly "sincere" smile appearing on his face.

"This Disciple will definitely treat Third Senior Sister 'gently' in the future."

He deliberately emphasized the word "gently" with deep meaning.

Zhao Muxue's cheeks grew a few degrees hotter.

This Rebellious Disciple!

He's really getting better and better at taking an inch and wanting a mile!

"And!"

Zhao Muxue cleared her throat, forcing the topic back to the "right track."

"Since there is now another person in the family."

"Then the previous rules naturally have to be changed a bit."

Changing the rules again?

Qin Feng's heart instantly leaped into his throat.

He had a premonition that the new rules to follow would definitely exceed his imagination.

Zhao Muxue extended three slender jade fingers and began to announce her "new legislation" in an unquestionable, queen-like tone of authority.

"First."

"From today onwards, odd days belong to Yaoer, and even days belong to Nianming."

"Every night belongs to this seat."

Boom!

Qin Feng's brain went blank once again, blasted by this shocking rule.

Revered Master!

You, old senior, do you have to be this provocative!

Qin Feng felt like his nose was about to bleed.

He looked at Revered Master's pretty face as she solemnly announced this ridiculous rule, and for a moment, he didn't know what expression to make.

"Second."

Zhao Muxue ignored his dazed, thunderstruck appearance and continued to announce expressionlessly.

"As for the locations for 'Cultivate,' besides the three fixed locations of this seat's Immortal Cave, Yaoer's Immortal Cave, and Nianming's Pill Room—"

"This seat has decided to add several more 'mobile cultivation points.'"

"For example, under the waterfall in the Back Mountain, the Stargazing Platform at the mountain peak, or... this seat's Alchemy Room."

She paused, her lips curling into an arc that made Qin Feng's scalp tingle.

"As your Revered Master, I feel that changing the environment helps to... improve the efficiency and pleasure of 'Cultivate.'"

"What do you think? My good apprentice?"

Qin Feng's mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.

"Under the waterfall? The Stargazing Platform? The Alchemy Room?"

Revered Master, have you been reading some storybooks you shouldn't have lately?

This is playing way too wild!

"Third, and most importantly."

Zhao Muxue's gaze suddenly became sharp.

She took a step forward, reached out, and grabbed Qin Feng's collar, pulling him in front of her.

Their noses were nearly touching, and they could hear each other's breath.

"In this house, who has the final say?"

Her cold phoenix eyes locked onto Qin Feng's eyes as she asked word by word.

Qin Feng looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to him, smelling the faint, cool scent of icy lotus mixed with a hint of seductive body fragrance.

The last string in his heart called "reason" completely snapped.

At this moment, he only wanted to follow his inner impulse!

He suddenly lowered his head, under the gaze of those phoenix eyes filled with shock, shame, and a hint of panic that even she hadn't noticed—

And kissed her fiercely!

"Mmph!"

Zhao Muxue's mind went blank.

She never dreamed that this Rebellious Disciple would actually dare!

That he would dare to answer her question in this way at a time like this!

Her subconscious reaction was to push him away.

But the moment those warm lips, carrying a hint of aggressive aura, pressed against hers—

All the strength in her body seemed to be drained in an instant.

Her body softened uncontrollably.

After a long time, their lips parted.

He lowered his head and, in a voice full of magnetism and absolute dominance, softly answered her previous question in her ear.

"Revered Master."

"In this house, I'll listen to you during the day."

"At night..."

"You... listen to me."

...The night was as dark as ink, and the stars were sparse.

Inside an elegant Bamboo Building on Qingxin Peak, the lights were brightly lit.

This was Third Senior Sister Ye Nianxin's Pill Room, and also her residence.

At this moment, in the Boudoir on the second floor of the Bamboo Building, two stunning figures were sitting opposite each other.

One wore a Goose-yellow Long Dress, pure yet enchanting; it was Lin Yao.

The other was dressed in a simple and elegant Green Robe, clear and gentle; it was Ye Nianxin.

On the low table between them were a few plates of exquisite pastries and a pot of fragrant Spiritual Tea.

But neither of them moved.

The atmosphere seemed a bit subtle.

"Third Senior Sister."

Finally, it was Lin Yao who first broke the silence.

She picked up her teacup and took a small sip, her large, watery eyes seemingly casually sizing up Ye Nianxin opposite her.

Today, Senior Sister seemed a bit different from before.

Although she still had that gentle and quiet appearance, there was an extra hint of... an indescribable charming air between her brows.

Like a white lotus bud that had quietly bloomed overnight.

"Revered Master didn't... make things difficult for you today, did she?"

Lin Yao put down her teacup, her voice carrying a hint of probing.

"No... No."

Ye Nianxin shook her head, her voice still soft, but an uncontrollable flush rose on her cheeks.

As soon as she thought of Revered Master's cold gaze this morning and Junior Brother's back as he "went to his execution," her heart couldn't help but tighten.

Fortunately, she later heard that Revered Master only punished Junior Brother by sending him to the Back Mountain to reflect on his mistakes and didn't actually enforce the Sect Rules.

"That's good."

Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then a mischievous smile curled at the corners of her mouth.

She leaned in and lightly nudged Ye Nianxin with her elbow.

"(Man!)"

"Third Senior Sister, come clean."